Monday, 20 May 2013

My Constant Companion!


Everybody needs a constant companion in their life. Sometimes that companion is a friend, sibling or a life partner. You count on that companion to be there for you, no matter what time or day it is. You count on that companion to support you, to take away your pains, to replace the gloom on your face with a dazzling smile. I too have such a companion – MY books. My first and foremost love.



I started reading books as soon as I learnt how to (but to my mother’s horror, I never read study books).
Initially, my reading centered on Champak, Twinkle and Readers’ Digest. I still remember those good old days when I used to rush from the school to home simply because new issue of Champak or Twinkle was awaiting at home for me. Even my love for food (which is quite legendary among my friends) used to take a back seat (and it still does) when it came to reading. This love of mine blossomed in my teenage years. I got introduced to Mills & Boons. I know it sounds clich├ęd but I simply used to love those old Mills & Boons romance stories, where the hero used to be tall, dark and handsome man with immense power, and the heroine was eternally beautiful and intensely compassionate female who perfectly complimented the hero at the end. I even fell in love with one of those heroes. I still remember reading that particular story again and again as any normal teenager would do to get a glimpse of her first crush. Oh, that unforgettable sweet love!

Then came the day when I realized that books were not just books for me. They meant much more to me. I remember that day of realization very clearly because that was the day when I stopped giving undue importance to relationships. I had a huge row with my friends in the school. I came back home crying. I was so deeply hurt by my friends that I was literally mourning their death in my heart, although I never realized that at the time. I mopped around for few days and frayed my parents’ patience to the end. And then my parents had had enough of it. They knew what I needed. They shoved some money in my hands and pushed me into a book store. I didn’t want to go but they kept prodding me until I went, and today I am glad that they did that. I don’t want to sound dramatic but what happened at that time shaped my life quite a bit. Although I had entered the store grudgingly, suddenly I knew I had found my true friends. The somber and sorrowful heart was injected with warmth and acceptance. I felt serene and peaceful. The inner tsunami turned into clam waters, and I reconciled to the fact that I don’t get along with people as well as I get along with books. Yes, it was a painful realization but it has saved a lot of heartache for me in this lifetime.

As time went, I grew from Mills & Boons to serious suspense and thrillers. I entered the world of Sidney Sheldon, Ken Follett and Robin Cook. Sheldon intrigued me; Follett sent the chills down my back; and Cook? Cook made me huddle in my blankets just to get rid of that nauseating imagination of mine that converted his writings into a feature film in my brain. These writers, along with other few to whom I was introduced in the various stages of my life, gave wings to my imagination. I laughed with them, wept with them and got scared with them.

Today, I have reached the stage where I can’t be without my books. If there’s a competition between a book and a chocolate cake dripping with delicious, lip-smacking chocolate sauce, the book wins hands down for me. My family likes to call it my addiction. May be they are right. I buy books. When I can’t afford to buy, I become a member of a library. When I am done with all the books in that library, I change the library. I read online and offline, anytime and anywhere.

 I am glad and grateful that books are my champion, that books anchor me in this storm of life. When I am trying to find meaning in this meaningless life, only books make sense to me. They teach me and give me a purpose in life. To many it may sound stupid and sheer waste of time but I hope there are some people out there who understand this love, this life-time affair; and to all such people, I dedicate this post.

Happy reading!

30 comments:

  1. I agree with you. Being a voracious reader, I too found my reading habit stood good stead for me to face odds of life.

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    1. Yes. I think reading teaches one many things - maturity being the top one.

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  2. great post, my wifey too is a big book buff

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    1. Thanks. I am also happy to know about fellow reader :)

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  3. nice read !! I feel this post from a different perspective all together being not so keen about reading since childhood. It inspired me a lot. Companionship of books is a great thought for me !

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    1. Thanks. Maybe you will start reading. I will be more than happy if I could guide somebody toward books (keeping my fingers crossed).

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  4. Hi pankti I loved reading this post probably cause our taste in the kind of books we read are quite similar...I loved champak and Tinkle too (not Twinkle:)) with my favourite supandi !! remember him? I graduated to Nancy drew and then to M&B and sidney sheldon ....I love reading but may not be as voracious a reader as you. thanks for sharing your thoughts.

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    1. Haha...yeah, you are right. It was Tinkle and not Twinkle. My bad. And yeah, I do remember Supandi ;) Thanks for appreciating my blog :)

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  5. Beautifully written and aptly named " a companion". it shares solitude and plays an essential part in our life.

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  6. I say repeatedly to my students that books are the best companions. I too love reading and find all kinds of joy, solace and wisdom in them.

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    1. Yes. Without books, it's tough to survive :)

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  7. i don't read books. as a matter of fact, i haven't read a single book in my entire life other than the ones i have been forced to. strangely, i enjoyed reading this post! loved your flawless narration!

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  8. Thanks Debajyoti for appreciating my blog :) However, I would strongly recommend you to give it a try. Nothing, and I really mean NOTHING, is more pleasurable than a book. If you want, I can always help you pick a book. (I know I AM a tyrant when it comes to books. My bro is like you and still I haven't been able to convince him. I don't know how come we are siblings.)

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  9. Here is a girl after my own heart.
    Ditto ditto ditto.
    You know what, there are some who read and some who don't. It's just that simple.
    I inherited the love of books from my father. Found that my husband was a book lover too. My daughters are both voracious readers. :)
    We have racks upon racks full of books overflowing in our entire house. When people who keep their houses spotlessly clean visit us they look around uncomfortably.
    what to do, we just love them. They are great friends, guides and windows to the world.
    Come visit us Pankti. We can be your library for some time. :)

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    1. Madhu, I will definitely take you up on the offer when I find time for a vacation. And believe me, you are going to regret the invitation cause I won't even talk to you if there are books in your home. Just the mention of all those books is sending me in the reveries of pleasure :)

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  10. Fellow book-lover! Very nice! I completely understand your love for them. If you are as big a book-loving maniac as you claim to be, you might like something I've written:
    http://brendanantondabhi.blogspot.in/2013/05/the-state-of-books-1-desecration.html

    Also its sequel:
    http://brendanantondabhi.blogspot.in/2013/05/the-state-of-books-2-rescue.html

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  11. Books are forever, until the end of time and beyond. However, time these days doesn't permit me to be the lover of books that I was. Work or laziness always distract. And if it's not them, I am just plain tired to read even a sentence - forget a paragraph.

    You, on the other hand, seem to have carried on your literary romance rather well. How you manage to do that I can't quite imagine!

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    1. It's very simple. I am up until 2 am or 3 am...I am addicted to reading and writing. As I don't find my writings at work satisfactory, I do it at home, and I have to read at least for an hour daily or I can't sleep :) It's as good as being addicted to smoke or drink.

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  12. it's great Pankti that you discovered your real friend right at that tender age... there're million wandering souls like me who're struggling to know this one simple fact even at this age.... lucky you :-)

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    1. Thx AS. I didn't discover this love on my own...I pushed to discover it by this harsh world...Alas, books don't cheat you. :)

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  13. Such a nice and refreshing read...Reminded me how I fell in love with books...I was a comic fan too..Champak,nandan and chacha chowdhary :P

    Yours,
    Ladybug

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    1. Thanks Ladybug. It seems you are reading many of my posts. I am truly honored :)

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